On the weight loss front, I didn't lose any weight last week. I didn't expect to anyway. I was stress eating because of my broken fridge, and it was that time of the month again. Stress and the monthly thing isn't the best combination for losing weight.

On Saturday I decided on a whim to take my measurements again, even though I had just measured myself last week. To my surprise, I discovered I lost one whole inch, and in the weirdest places too. I lost 0.5 inches off my knee and 0.5 inches off my calf. My knees and calves are smaller now, then when I was fit and healthy after spending a week at that health spa in southern Utah.

So even know though I didn't lose weight last week, my body is shrinking and maybe even adjusting itself. I have a feeling it might take more than a week for my body to adjust itself to my new weight. I'm 25 pounds thinner now then I was back in April of 2001, and my calves and knees are smaller than they were in 1995. Something is definitely going on with my body, but I think it's a good thing. Getting smaller eveywhere, even in places you've never been smaller before, has got to be a good thing.

After all that whining, I've come up with a solution. I'll just put off all my major expenses till next year. I'll max out my flexible spending account, and pay for my new fashionable pair of glasses that way. The flexible spend money comes out pre-tax, so it's like I'm getting 30-40% more for my money, sort of.

By next year, I'll know more about what's going on with my job and I'll be able to relax again. God, I hate waiting. Waiting is evil!!! It's delayed gratification, which is a concept I totally hate!!! Who needs delayed gratification? When I want something, I want it now!!! I must have driven my parents insane, huh? I think I was one of those kids, who used to be pacified as soon as I cried. My mom used to joke that I had very healthly lungs when I was a baby.

God, I hate being on a budget! I think I detest being on a budget, as much as I detest being on a diet! I hate not being able to buy whatever I want. I hate having to put things off, like getting a new pair of glasses and sun clip-ons, because I'm afraid I'll be unemployed by the end of the year. I hate not being able to eat as much ice cream as I want, or not drinking as much as beer as I want, or freaking out because I ate too many chips and guacamole dip at a party.

I mean, I have the money to spend $200 on a new pair of glasses, but it feels like such a luxury in this bad economy. There's nothing wrong with the pair of glasses I bought in 2000, after all. I'm just bored as hell with them.

Maybe it's my parents' fault, I'm having a hissy fit right now. They totally indulged me when I was growing up, and yes, okay, I am somewhat spoiled materially, but that's not my fault. I can't help it that I have expensive tastes, that I have this gift for only liking the most expensive thing in any store or the thing that's going to cost a ton of money. I only really look good in certain styles and things, and those styles and things, are always very expensive.

Okay, I know I'm whining big time here, but maybe trying to diet with food and money is not the best thing in the world to do. You can do one or other, but not both. I am so stressed. All I want to do is eat Ben and Jerry's ice cream and chocolate sauce.

Wow! The world series in the California Republic. The world series Cali style! I'm sure the papers outside of the California Republic will have much to say about this interesting turn of events. Everybody seems to hate California, especially the 9 county San Francisco Bay Area and of course, the region of celluloid sin, the Los Angeles region.

It will definitely be interesting to read what they say about the Disney Team and the left wing whackos from the Left Coast. Let the editorials begin!